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Mechanical Joy
The Interview:
I guess I knew the time would come? Not that I mind? Just feels funny, to stand up, when everyone else is sitting. An interview is done sitting, I knew that much. Only I can't sit. Not in a chair? There is a table in the room, as I stepped in. Two chars behind it. The first girl I clearly recognized, it's the girl that had granted me this. Whom the others were? Some kind of aide, helping evaluate me?
I could only guess, and speculate. They had both presented themselves, but the names told me nothing. Ofcourse, they both knew who I am.
“How do you feel?”, the first girl asked.
“Fine. Just a little bit hard to get used to it. Yet I love my new form!” I replied.
I could see the both of them smiling. What could I say, but the truth? I do love my new form. Making me free, to move about as I please, even if it is a bit of a killer when I try to sleep.
I could only guess, and speculate. They had both presented themselves, but the names told me nothing. Ofcourse, they both knew who I am.
“How do you feel?”, the first girl asked.
“Fine. Just a little bit hard to get used to it. Yet I love my new form!” I replied.
I could see the both of them smiling. What could I say, but the truth? I do love my new form. Making me free, to move about as I please, even if it is a bit of a killer when I try to sleep.